Lingua Franca: An Autobiographical Odyssey

As I gaze out the window of the bus, the lush, verdant landscapes of rural India unfurl before my eyes. Winding roads, dotted with vibrant wildflowers, weave through a patchwork of emerald rice paddies and sun-kissed orchards. It is the familiar scenery of my childhood, a tapestry woven with the threads of my native Kannada language and the rich cultural traditions of my ancestors.